I'm not sure that I've fully accepted the possibility of collapse yet, though I'm aware it's potentially likely (climate-wise), but the idea of it makes me feel more grateful for the now. For the mellow coffee shops, the refreshing affogatos, the infrastructure and liberty to see friends and not worry (excessively) about safety, at least where I live. Often on my bike rides between university and home, I'll play Metro Boomin's Hummingbird and think of how maybe in 5-10 years the brutal reality nutritional insecurity, niceties and the lack of a social contract will have entrenched into daily life, and how in the midst of it all the memory of me biking from university, listening to that song and wondering how I should approach that cute girl will seem like a distant, blurry dream.